Everyone in Lanyan Academy worked together, and Gu Lan was naturally not idle either.
Returning to the God Realm, he opened the Green Lotus of Creation and let Mu Yuyan enter it to practice.
But he himself did not enter it to recover. He recovered 10% of his strength and could already start the road of killing himself.
Killing oneself is different from killing evil and good. He needs to understand more things.
Therefore, he did not dare to waste any more time, and immediately displayed the three pure incarnations, and then used the incarnation clones to enter the six realms and three thousand worlds.
This path is very similar to Zhongren's enlightenment in Tianji's ancestral land, and to Old Man Ye Ming's three thousand incarnations traveling around the world.
It's just that Gu Lan's pursuit is different from the two of them. Zhong Ren seeks detachment, while Ye Ming seeks breakthrough.
Gu Lan is looking for his true self and then kills it.
This road is destined to be long.
Mu Yuyan couldn't accompany him, and no one could.
In the Nine Heavens of the God Realm, among the monks fighting against the Light Clan, there was a clone of Gu Lan.
In the three thousand human worlds, among the monks fighting against evil creatures from outside the realm, there are also clones of Gu Lan.
These clones may become stronger or die, and all their insights will be integrated into his soul.
The galaxy is thousands of miles away, and time is fleeting.
It took Gu Lan ten years to realize this.
In these ten years, the battle between the God Realm and the Light Clan ended.
In the end, it ended with all the Light Tribes retreating to Chengtian World to defend themselves.
The various tribes in the God Realm are also spending a lot of money at this time, and naturally they dare not continue to attack Chengtian World. Firstly, where is the headquarters of the Light Clan, and secondly, the Son of God of the Light Clan is in retreat to recover.
If the opponent is forced into a hurry and the son of God Arthur comes out of seclusion, no one can stop him.
At this time, people thought of Gu Lan again.
I remembered the peerless genius who single-handedly wounded the invincible God Son of the Light Clan.
"I don't know if the master of Lanyan Academy has recovered his strength in the past ten years. If he has not recovered his strength, but the God Son of the Light Clan has recovered his strength, then our ten years of hard work will be in vain."
"It is said that the injury of the God Son of the Light Clan is serious, and it will take hundreds of years of seclusion to recover. However, the Light Clan has a secret method of sacrificing luck. If the luck is directly consumed to restore the Son of God, it is estimated that the time will be shortened by half."
"Alas! We Emperor Realm monks should stop speculating about the battles between the God Realm strongmen. We should do our part well. If the sky falls, there will naturally be someone tall to hold it up."
The worlds on all sides began to recuperate, and many monks were also talking about the future of the divine world.
Some are negative, some are positive, but no one knows what the future will be like.
…
"Amitabha!"
"The donor has a fate with the Buddha, so why should he be greedy for the fox demon and indulge in women's sex? It is vain after all. Why not come to my Zhengde Temple, where the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng will always be with you, and you can look forward to the great road!"
In a mortal city in the God Realm, a monk was teaching a down-and-out scholar.
The down-and-out scholar had dark eyes and a look of despair on his face. He angrily broke away from the monk's hand.
"Stinky monk, get out of here!"
"I am willing to indulge in women! Whether my wife is a human or a demon is none of your business!"
After the scholar finished speaking, he ran away.
He ran towards the outside of the city, where he met his wife. He must see his wife again tonight.
"Amitabha!"
"Mortals are obsessed, obsessed!"
The monk held a Zen staff, jumped dozens of feet in one step, and instantly caught up with the scholar.
Others in the field acted as if they hadn't seen it.
There was only a swordsman in green shirt sitting next to the tea stall watching all this happen silently.
“The monks of Zhengdeji Temple are interesting and interesting!”
"Waiter, tea money!"
The blue-shirted swordsman dropped two coins on the tea table and disappeared instantly.
When the waiter heard the sound, he looked back and saw only two coins spinning around. He touched his head strangely and said, "This guest walked so fast, as if he was blown away by the strong wind." .”
The sun sets over the western mountains and the sky is filled with colorful clouds.
In a dilapidated temple, a scholar held the Four Books and Five Classics, sat on a tattered bed and recited an ancient poem: "Ten miles of flat lake, the sky is covered with frost, and I miss my loved ones every inch..."
After reciting a poem, the scholar burst into tears.
He hugged his head and cried while shouting:
"Mei Niang! Madam! Why don't you come out to see me!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind rose.
The broken door creaked loudly, as if some demon was causing trouble. When the scholar saw this, he was not only not afraid, but also beamed with joy.
"Lady!"
He yelled and tried to walk out of the house, but he stepped on a wooden stick and almost fell down.
Fortunately, a woman in red appeared in time and hugged him.
"Madam! You really didn't lie to me, you still came to see me!"
The scholar looked overjoyed when he saw the woman in red.
The woman in red has a gorgeous face, and her eyes are charming, but there is no smile at all at this time.
"Xiao Lang, I am a fox demon. I am here to harm you. I cannot be your wife!"
"No!"
"Mei Niang! In my heart, no matter you are a human or a demon, you are my wife!"
"Are there not many people who are like demons in this world? I don't care if any of them are not living well, I only want you!"
"But, grandma will kill you..."
"I'm not afraid of death!"
"Giggle!"
While the two were talking, a cold laughter came from outside the door.
A branch wrapped around the two of them at extremely fast speeds.
Seeing that the situation was urgent, a golden light fell from the sky and cut off the branches.
"Amitabha!"
"Dryad! You also want to steal someone from me!"
"Old bald donkey! Don't think that because you are from Zhengde Temple, I am afraid of you!"
Outside the door, the demonic energy and the golden light were fighting together.
Inside the door, the scholar and the fox demon hugged each other tightly, shivering.
On the roof, the swordsman in blue took off the wine bottle from his waist, took a swig, and then jumped down.
His body appeared in front of the scholar and the fox demon.
"who are you?"
"Do you also want to break up Mei Niang and me?"
The scholar opened his thin arms and blocked the fox demon.
The swordsman in blue shirt ignored him, but opened his bamboo hat with his sword, revealing a face that was even more beautiful than that of the fox demon.
Seeing how handsome the swordsman was, both the scholar and the fox demon looked shocked.
The swordsman is a clone of Gu Lan. He has been traveling in this world for ten years and has seen countless separations and deaths.
There was another good show before him, and he naturally couldn't miss it.
Gu Lan came to the scholar and put his sword against the scholar's chest.
"I'll kill you and let go of the fox demon that sucks your yang energy, are you willing?"
"As long as you let my wife go, I'm willing to do anything!"
Scholars never look back.
On the side, the fox demon showed a different look in his eyes.
"very good!"
Gu Lan nodded and unsheathed the sword in his hand instantly, but instead of killing the scholar, he pierced the red fox demon's chest with the sword.
ah!
A scream sounded out, and the fox demon revealed its prototype.
"I'll destroy your thousand-year cultivation and help this scholar regain his drained Yangshou, are you willing?"
